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Chapter 3 Time for Bed
After a long time of me kneeling between his legs and us holding each
other he told me to let him stand up. I backed up a little, but stayed at my
knees. His Comcast box said it was just after 3am. "Lets get to bed" he said as
he took his shirt off.
He excused himself and I heard the shower turn on in the bathroom. I
wasn't sure what to do. I decided the right thing to do would be to just stay
where he left me. I knelt there letting my thoughts run through my head. What a
night, I never expected it to end like this. I never in a million years thought
I'd be kneeling naked on his bedroom rug.
I heard him coming into the room but my back was to the doorway. I
waited for him to say something. Eventually, after hearing him get into bed he
told me to join him. I got into the bed next to him and looked at him. I wanted
him inside of me so badly. He kissed my on my forehead and said goodnight. It
was disappointing, but I rolled over and closed my eyes.
He slid up against me and put his arms around me. It felt good to be in
his arms again. I felt his hard-on against my ass. He asked how he did. He
wanted me to critique him. I couldn't, I was too emotional at that point. I only
said that he did wonderfully but to ask me again in the morning for a better
opinion.
His hand found and cupped my breast. Then he started circling my nipple
with his finger. I wondered how long he'd torment me. I rolled my head toward
him and let him kiss me. His hand wandered between my legs as I lifted my right
knee up to give him access. He whispered to me, telling me that he wanted to be
inside of me. He was asking if it was OK.
I wanted him more than he could possibly want me. Why did I feel like
I'd do anything he asked? Why was this all happening so fast?
"I told you master, I am yours, all of me. You asked for 24 hours. Don't
feel like you need my permission for anything for that time." I heard my
submissive self saying.
With that he was guiding his cock into me. It felt so good as it filled
me. I moaned louder than he expected. I liked to be spooned, but at that point
I'd have rather of been pounded. This was better than nothing though, at least I
had him in me.
"MMMmmm, you're so tight around my cock." He whispered into my ear. "How
does that feel?" He asked.
"Ahhh, you feel good inside of me Master." I groaned.
He slipped in and out of me slowly for the next 10 minutes, Just holding
me, kissing my neck and ears. I arched my back and let out moans so he knew I
was enjoying it. He pulled me close to him then rolled me on top. Now I was
laying on my back, but on top of him.
I reached back holding his head in my arm, as he told me to masturbate.
He rocked his hips slowly moving me onto him more, then less. My legs straddled
him and I tried to keep some weight off of him so he could move better. It
seemed to work and I moaned louder.
After a few minutes he rolled me off of him then pulled out of me. He
positioned himself above me as I spread my legs for him. He was on his hands and
knees above me as he smiled down at me. This was the first time the use of a
condom entered my mind. I wasn't about to say it out loud though. His hands
found mine and pressed them above my head on the pillow. "Don't make another
sound my little slut." He whispered into my ear.
As he began to fuck me I wondered if that's all this would end up being.
Was I just getting fucked? Would I hear from him again or was this just a
one-night stand? He was going slow, pushing in deep, but gently, it felt so
good. It was dark, I could barely see him, but I watched his face as he moved
his hips.
"Bring your knees up to your chest so I can fuck you better." He told
me.
As soon as I did he pulled out of me and pressed my knees down
painfully. He looked down at my grossly exposed pussy and smiled. "I'm surprised
a little slut like you feels so tight."
He was back on top of me, his cock pressed inside, he moved fast now. He
wasn't touching my clit this way, I felt more than ever he was just fucking me
because he could and not because he wanted to. "Would you try to stop me if I
tried to fuck your ass?" he asked me.
I thought for a minute and felt a tear roll down the side of my face; I
shook my head no. I hated anal; it hurt so badly. I was committed to forcing
myself to let him do what he wanted though. I'd not back out on myself.
"You're serious aren't you, you'll really let me do anything I want.
You'll do anything I say won't you?" he only half said as a question.
"Yes Master." Slipped out before I even thought.
"Ut-Oh, weren't you supposed to keep your mouth shut?" he asked
jokingly.
I nodded as another tear feel down the side of my face.
He started to pound me. It was about time, I had been waiting for this.
It didn't feel very good, but I know guys like it. I tried to press my knees
together to make it tighter for him, but he was still pressing them against my
chest so it was difficult.
He pulled out of me, he slid his knees under my ass almost inverting me.
He began to cum and helped himself along with his hand. He shot himself in my
hair and on my face. I kept my mouth open trying to catch some. I got one stream
in.
He rolled off of me and lay there. I let my legs go straight but didn't
move other than that. I felt tears poring out of one eye while his Cum was in
the other. He rolled over to face me after a minute. He told me how sexy I
looked lying there with his come in my hair and on my face. He told me I wasn't
a slut, that I was HIS slut, and that it was totally different. He told me to
stop crying.
I put my head on his arm and shoulder, I couldn't stop crying, but he
kept saying nice things until I fell asleep.
